Daddaism Day

Today is Father’s Day;  Daddaism Day. What would the day hold?  My kids are at the age where they can actually participate in preparation and execution of the festivities.  The following is how it all went down…brace yourselves… 1 Day Ago… My wife is trying to get the girls to help her prepare part of

Daddy Discovery

What do your kids know about you?  What do they know about anything other than themselves? Kids are of course naturally selfish and why shouldn’t they be.  Everything is about them and their worlds.  What they want.  What they need.  We, the parents, in many ways are literally servants to their every whim, at least

Eat Your Heart Out Baryshnikov

Since September, Julianna has been going weekly to a ballet class.  Last year we tried gymnastics with mixed results.  This year, it was ballet.  My wife and I essentially alternate who takes her to class.  The parents all sit outside while the girls in the class “dance”.  The goal is to get the class on

Daddy, Who’s Osama Bin Laden?

I often play out these types of questions in my head so I can be better prepared when the question actually arrives. I love how inquisitive kids are in general and so for the most part I welcome the questions but there are some (at varying levels of difficulty, seriousness, and potential awkwardness) that make

The Year That Was Too

Today, Chloe turns 2 years old. I can’t believe I have a 2 year old human being child daughter.  For the last month or so, she has not been asking when she wakes up: “is today my birthday?”  Why is that?  Her sister did leading up to her birthday. We have been celebrating birthdays in

The Year That Was

Today, Julianna turns 3 years old. I can’t believe I have a 3 year old human being child daughter.  For the last month or so, she has periodically been asking when she wakes up: “is today my birthday?”  Well, today the answer was “yes”. I think in terms of human development, this was a big

Hands Off

We joke frequently with our girls about boyfriends. We do this because its cute and funny and because both girls seem to talk about the boys they know more than the girls they know (bad sign #1).  Now, I know we probably shouldn’t focus on that sort of relationship with them.  As Julianna approaches 3

This Post Stinks

My mother isn’t going to like this post one bit. I’ve recently started wondering about when people “learn” to differentiate between good smells and bad ones.  I feel like I am pretty in touch with my sense of smell and I suspect you are too.  I can tell you who isn’t: my daughters.  I want

Pushing Buttons

I’m a pretty even-keeled, mild-mannered type of person.  It takes quite a lot to get me going.  In fact, I can count on one hand how many times I’ve lost my temper in my life and when I think back to those times, it gives me the feeling inside like the feeling you get when

Zero One Infinity

I’m a nerd by trade.  I’m proud of it. As a fun exercise, I put together a quick website at http://www.threeimportantnumbers.com.  This sort of came from a long running “conversation” with a former co-worker about the only 3 important numbers in software engineering.  Those 3 numbers are 0, 1, and infinity.  The reasoning in short